So we’re cleaning up all the Christmas decorations, and I’ve literally taken Nigel out about 8 times, and yet, nevertheless, he decided to pee in the foyer.
I put his nose in it, said bad dog, smacked him and put him outside while I cleaned up his mess.
I come back around to the back sliding glass door and he waits until I’m looking at him whining to get back in. Then he lifts his leg, and pees right on the sliding glass door.
He’s an outside dog now.
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